“The Rapture Of”, a poem from L.Willows (Called, Lifted up, God’s Love)

The Rapture Of

This moment pours,
and falls into
a river filled
with sweetened roars.
Home to roam
throughout all time
they rest, sublime
and weep no more.

Calling all,
called they
come bear beside
heart stay; heart stay.

The new day comes
to speak, to say,
“Here is love-
the rapture of,
come live, live free
in God’s away.”

In timeless carefree
waves that run,
rainbows
lift like birds
in God’s sun.

River, river beauty of,
your rapture
lives beyond as Love.

© 2018 Linda Willows

Psalm 86:4-5 Gladden the soul of your servant, for to you, O Lord, do I lift up my soul. For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in steadfast love to all who call upon you.

Isaiah 59:19 So they shall fear the name of the Lord from the west, and his glory from the rising of the sun; for he will come like a rushing stream, which the wind of the Lord drives.

“Called, like a Song”, a worship poem from L.Willows (God’s Glory, See Jesus, Holy Spirit)

Why, how- can such music begin to play sweet;
as a lullaby that enters in a dance from far street.
Then comes a season, like a time from ago.
Windswept horizons come forward – they know.

Notes play alone, they enter from afar.
Then sounds a caller, like a bird from a star.
Float-Cloud upon all the listeners there,
swept from heavens above, in God’s rarefied air.

Hush, hear the music, such notes playing sweet;
a lullaby enters like a dance from far street.
Heart, be soft- like the mist in God’s Day.
Called, like a song in the Ancient One’s way.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Daniel 7:13 -“I saw in the night visions, and behold, with the clouds of heaven there came one like a son of man, and he came to the Ancient of Days and was presented before him.”

“Running With Wind”, a poem by L.Willows (Holiness of God, Pray- Hope, Kingdom of God)

Longing towards heaven in wondrous beseech
are the prayers of our hearts- they longingly reach.

Held in the palm of God’s sky in deep sweep.
Lifted like archers in tall clouds that leap.

In the midst of it all, we reach not in vain,
for in His beloveds, by His Spirit, God reigns.

Running with Wind, we sing out Holy praise
There, in becoming with The Joy of all days.

Sending, a Kingdom by reach that reigns Love.
for all to re-gather, by His will from above.

Certain in casting His Name in the skies
There we proclaim, with Heart tears-baptized.

© 2020 Linda Willows

Esther 8:17 — Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.

Isaiah 57:15 —For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, and also with him who is of a contrite and lowly spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly, and to revive the heart of the contrite.